Chapter 259 High Alcohol

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Qin Dao took out a bottle of wine out of thin air. He actually wanted to make tea, but the conditions on the train really didn't allow it. The wine is the national wine of China, with 52 degrees Celsius. Qin Dao poured two glasses of wine and pushed one of them in front of Heinze.

The glass was a whiskey glass. This glass of wine was poured at least three ounces. Qin Dao did not do it on purpose, because he only had this glass in the empty cabinet for the time being.

Heinze had obviously never drunk Chinese liquor. He picked up the glass of wine and drank it down without thinking. The next moment, the resolute man was defeated by a glass of wine. He only felt that the wine in his mouth was like a ball. Fire, this fire turned into a line of fire after entering the throat, and quickly dispersed when it entered the stomach, as if drinking a mouthful of magma. Heinze's face began to twist, and his hands were flailing. He covered his neck for a while, and groped around on the table for a while, as if he was looking for water. When he didn't find any water, he started beating his chest again.

Qin Dao also drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then looked at Heinze with interest.

Heinze held his breath and his face turned red. After a while, the alcoholism passed, and he breathed out a breath of alcohol and finally recovered.

Qin Dao saw that Heinze's eyes were not confused at all at this moment, but rather clear, and he began to talk about his conditions.

"First, in this matter, my involvement cannot be exposed unless absolutely necessary. I will not participate in other struggles between you except to provide funds."

Heinze replied without hesitation, "I will try my best to do this, but I think the people over there will guess sooner or later that you are involved. Of course, other things are up to us. After all, we have to face it." .”

Qin Dao is quite satisfied with this answer. He is rigorous and does not guarantee anything. This is the answer that a qualified collaborator should have.

"Second, if the situation in Europa becomes uncontrollable, I can withdraw investment at any time, but I will give you a month to prepare."

"What do you mean by a situation that is out of control?"

"Such as a war."

Heinze frowned and asked with some confusion, "Where will the war happen?"

"I went to Eastern Europe half a year ago. I felt that a war was already brewing, and it might be prepared for you."

Hearing this, Heinze stopped talking. There is no need for words between smart people. If you want to break it down and talk about it in detail, then don't do anything else.

"I hope you can get the support of the Holy See and the Vampires."

This condition is actually a bit difficult for these big families in Europa, because in the last fight with Scientology, these families showed weakness and surrendered to their opponents early in order to continue, resulting in heavy losses for the Holy See and the Blood Tribe. Now It is not easy to gain the trust of the other party.

"Okay, no matter how difficult this matter is, we will find a way to handle it."

"very good."

"Finally, I need you to bring Yingjili into the group." He pointed to the Russell family behind.

Heinze understood what Qin Dao meant. If this matter can be done, it will certainly be beneficial to them. Qin Dao listed these things as conditions in the hope that the matter can succeed.

Qin Dao stretched out his hand, and this time he took the initiative to shake hands with Heinze. This time Heinze did not extend his hand, but picked up the cup.

Qin Dao filled two glasses of wine again, handed the glasses to Heinze and said, "I wish you good luck. Cheers."

Heinze raised his glass and replied seriously, "Wish us success. Cheers."

The two drank it all in one gulp, and Heinze held his breath to carefully feel the excitement brought by the wine.

Qin Dao put down the glass and said meaningfully, "I hope you can persist until the end." Then he took out another bottle of wine.

Xiaolu watched Qin Dao and Heinze drinking wine one glass at a time with great interest. The carriage at Xiaolu's end was particularly quiet now. It wasn't that people outside the carriage didn't want to come in, but they couldn't get in at all. As long as they get close to the carriage door, those people will fall down inexplicably.

Just at the halfway point of the journey, the carriage door at the other end opened for the first time. Zhan Xiaolu frowned and looked at the carriage door, but after waiting for a moment, no one walked in. Everyone looked over at this moment. It was strange. The atmosphere permeated the carriage.

...

Zhang Qilu took out his ears. He seemed unsure of everything he heard before.

"What did you just say? Say it again."

"We found out that Jin Suli lived here fourteen years ago."

"I know this. It should be from March 1986 to November of the same year."

"Yes, Brother Qi. How did you know?"

"It's not important. What did you say happened to Jin Suli just now?"

"Jin Suli seems to be your friend's mother."

"Han Jingya?"

"Yes. Not only that, Han Jingya's father seems to have lived here too. He was a man named Han Yuanzhong."

Zhang Qilu's current state may not be as good as that of an ordinary person with a certain level of intelligence. If he were on a normal day, he might have thought of these things when he was in Nanshan, but now he is just confused.

"How did you think of it? After all, there are only these surnames here in the Universe Country."

"I saw their photos. Han Jingya's appearance combines the advantages of her parents and is easy to identify."

"Xiaoxiao, you have been to Han Jingya's home."

"Been there. But..."

Zhang Qilu knew that something must have happened when he saw Li Xiaoxiao's hesitant expression. He massaged the center of his eyebrows with his fingers. He received too much bad news today.

"What's wrong."

"The bodies of Han Jingya and Kim Sori are missing."

Zhang Qilu didn't react when he heard this. He was already a little numb.

Li Xiaoxiao took out a photo and handed it to Zhang Qilu. The photo is a group photo of Han Jingya and Kim Sori. Judging from their age, it should have been taken a few years ago.

Things are getting more and more complicated. Zhang Qilu told Li Xiaoxiao the conversation he had with Li Yunhe in Nanshan. Of course, he did not hide the little bug in his heart and told Li Xiaoxiao truthfully. Zhang Qilu knew that he In Li Xiaoxiao's heart, Li Xiaoxiao is also the person he trusts the most, so he will not hide it.

"... Xiaoxiao, what do you think about this matter?"

Li Xiaoxiao said without hesitation, "To be honest, I think there is something wrong with these two brothers and sisters of the Li family."

"What do you mean, fighting in the house, fighting for position, fighting for power? But why do they want to involve me, Nian'er, Huo Ling and the others? Do they want to use me to bring down each other?"

"I don't think so. Although I don't know which of the brothers and sisters attacked you, I don't think their motive is that simple. I think they came for you."

"Coming for me? Do they have the qualifications to deal with me? The risk of dealing with me is too high, and they will definitely not gain anything. What is the purpose of this?"

"I've been thinking about where your father, Zhang Heli, has been over the years."

"I have no idea."

"In the past ten years, there has been no news about him in China. I think one of the two brothers is plotting against you, father and son."

Some people died, but not completely...